Saunter down memory lane to the old alma mater, , in . I first arrived at these gates in 1985, a boarder aged almost 7, and stayed here close to seven years. It was here I first learned to bowl a cricket ball, write an essay, run a marathon and experience the arc of growing up. Accustomed to being dropped off at the start of term by parents, a quite different sensation today to visit the sites of my boyhood with my two-year old in tow; inquisitive and patient.
Wonderful to visit the spaces of one’s childhood, again.